She's having a party,
a party for one.
The cake sits there
with one candle on it,
all ready to be divided
into one piece.
The music's on,
the drink is waiting to be poured
into one glass.
She will sit amongst ghosts
and toast her life
with tears.
Very sad poem, but one which many people can identify with, a different look at life here from a very observant writer, love Lynda xx
Sad but true for many people, ill wish you a happy new year take care. Roy.
Poignant without becoming maudlin, this poem brings tears to the eyes. Oh the agony of loneliness. Your words become you. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Francesca, beautiful deep writing, thanks for sharing. topten i say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fran, this is heartbreaking. Next time, give me a shout and I'll come drink your wine with you, eat your cake with you and put the world to rights with you. t x